1 PreparationPlanning our last day activities at breakfast we decide to rent a car, drive to Sherwood Forest on the scent of Robin Hood and have a pic...nic. The picnic basket is filled with a large can of tea, sandwiches, fruit and two large blankets. We take the bus to the car rental and get a Fiat 500 on the cheap. The car is small but it has a navigation system. Perfect. Our tour can start. We reach the forest at 10.30 am. We hike 45 minutes until we find a perfect place for our stay. It’s a. She sighed as he pushed deeper inside her honey pot."Oh baby work that fucking cock for me baby! You fucked our friend good but that is my cock,so you need to put more effort in it for me!" Mike threw her legs over his shoulders and gave her the PD position. Her body rising off the carpet and his hands firmly around her waist. He began fucking her pussy with no remorse. "IS THIS WHAT MY FUCKING WHORE OF A WOMAN WANTS!YOU WANT ME TO FUCK THE BOTTOM OUT OF YOUR HOT CUNT!" YES FUCKER! THAT IS. Relief was soon to be hers, as the wandering man approached the kneeling wife from behind, lifted her dress and mounted her, burying his cock to it’s base in a single thrust. She let out a huge gasp but never looked back to see her benefactor as he pounded from the rear, grabbing the flesh of her ass to steady her as he satisfied himself. You were now very near orgasm, grinding your clit hard against this man’s cock. His wife intensified her oral attention on you causing you to let out a scream. "Seven letters, averaging about twenty pages each. They'll keep me going for a bit. Father sent me a couple of notes to tell me that mother's writing. My sister's been to Venice - if her postcard is to be believed. How about you?" About the same, though Mum and Dad have been taking it in turns. Marion's written a couple of letters..." Oh. Is she coping?" I suppose so. I wonder if we should have got engaged. It seemed rather important at the time. But now..." I know how you feel. I asked someone.